It is easy to be beautiful; it is difficult to appear so.
True charity is spontaneous and finds its own occasion; it is never the offspring of importunity, nor of emulation.
It is what we give up, not what we lay up, that adds to our lasting store.
Tears of joy are like the summer rain drops pierced by sunbeams.
Real happiness is cheap enough, yet how dearly we pay for its counterfeit.
That alone can be called true refinement which elevates the soul of man, purifying the manners by improving the intellect.